Hannah laid in her hospital bed. 23 years young and about to die from cancer. She had come to terms with her condition long ago. A majority of her life she had spent in hospitals. But now she could feel her time ending.

She was surrounded by her friends and family. Through the window of her room she could see the dark night sky.

“I wish I could see the stars one last time…” Hannah spoke with her last breath. The heart measurement machine blaring out a monotone sound accompanied by a flat line. Hannah’s life had come to a tragic end.

Her friends and family wept for her. For she had brightened the lives of every person she had meet.

All at once every light in the city blew out. There in the darkness the still warm body of Hannah began to glow. One of her brothers had the bright idea to take out his phone and begin recording.

The light it produced grew brighter and brighter. Ives and her heart monitor fell to the ground. Hannah’s body began to float as if by magic.

In the corner of the room a young man who had only know Hannah for about a year turned to face the bed, witnessing the miracle unfolding. “Please…” The boy wept openly as he spoke in a hushed tone, “Even if she cannot come back here, let her live.” None in that room heard his words save for the beings no one saw.

“For your kindness to this dying girl in her last year.” It was then that the veil lifted from his eyes for but a moment. Two figures stood on either side of Hannah’s bed, slowly lifting her up. Each turned their head to look upon him.

The first seemed to be made from light. He knew there was a face there but no sooner did he see than his mind had erased it from his memory.

The second he new instinctively was death. But he felt no fear as death looked upon him. Instead he felt, comfort. The skeletal visage of death was as white as his hooded cloak. Almost 2 dimensionally white, almost appearing flat.

The only distinguishing things he could make out about death was his piercing red eyes and the faintest hints of outlines. They were some of the few things that allowed his brain to tell that this was something 3D instead of an image.

The two figures turned once more to the floating body of Hannah. The light was almost blinding now as it reached its climax. As if compelled by magic everyone in the room blinked all at once.

When they opened their eyes, they were once more plunged into darkness. As they cried and shouted and flashlights were turned on, Hannah’s body was no were to be found. As neither were the two figures that had been there a moment prior. They smiled as they wept for her, for they knew she was in a better place now.

The next morning and for many weeks to come the news would speak of the woman that had succumbed to cancer only to be risen up by god. Many took to saying, “God needed a new angel and so he chose her.”

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The world entered into a new age of faith. Many tried to use this time to benefit themselves with claims of hearing god. All those who attempted such things found their lives in ruin for their arrogance.  

The darkness had taken Hannah as she had longed for the stars with her final breath. She felt as if she were floating up for a moment. Then all at once her stomach drop. She felt that she were moving toward something at great speed.

A voice came to her as she felt a skeletal hand on her right shoulder, “You were a light in the dark word…even now after your light has been extinguished…your light still burns in the heart of all those who have meet you.”

Hannah tried to look to see who was speaking but could not turn her head. She felt as if her eyes were both open and closed. She felt fear but no matter how hard she tried she could not scream.

Another hand found its way onto her left shoulder and panic and fear slipped away from her. “We will give you life in a new world that is in desperate need of your light.”

She felt hands all across her body as she felt her speed triple. “The number of lives you have helped are innumerable. Your light and your name will never be forgotten. Even long after the last of humankind have transcended to join with god. They will still remember your name.”

Hannah saw a light in the distance approaching rapidly. “David wishes you well. He gave us the idea for the body you will inhabit when you arrive.”

Hannah felt tear well up and then she felt concern over the mention of a body to inhabit. She felt the hands release her; their work done. She was enveloped in light.

Hannah opened her eyes as the world resolved before her. She found herself in a padded chair in the middle of what appeared to be a large magic circle still faintly glowing. The room that held the circle seemed to be a church based upon the pews that were moved against the walls.

A woman stepped forward dressed in a white habit, the outfit a nun wears. She spoke, “Welcome Hannah. Our lord speaks highly of you and thus you have been summoned to save the world.”

Hannah’s face went slack. She could not believe she had just been Isekaid. She straightened up in her chair and asked, “Am I human?” The High priestess was taken aback by the question and held off on answering for a moment.

Instead a large standing mirror was brought in from off to the side of the large room. The mirror was placed before her by two young priests. As she looked upon herself in the mirror, she found she was smoking hot.

She had long blonde hair that almost seemed to glow. Her face was as she remembered it, except she had eyebrows now. She saw her same green eyes. Everything felt different though. She really wondered what was with this body she was in. She slowly leaned forward testing her body.

After a moment when she was ready, she stood. Her hand covered her mouth as she closed her eyes and wept with joy. She had been unable to stand for the last several months as one of her many tumors had paralyzed her.

One of the priests stepped forward, “Are you alright our hero?” Hannah said nothing instead she took a step forward crossing the distance to the priest and embracing him as she wept.

As she finished weeping after a long moment, she released the priest, “Thank you.” The priest simply smiled and nodded his head as he took a step back.

Hannah turned back to look in the mirror and resettle herself it was at this moment that she finally noticed a glaring detail. There was a halo above her head.

Hannah’s face once more went slack as she turned to the High Priestess who had stepped forward. Hannah asked, “Am I an angel?” The High Priests raised her head as she addressed Hannah.

“I cannot say as to your divine status. I have been instructed to explain to you about this new body of yours. I have also been told that you will realize many of the details as soon as I begin.” The High Priestess said.

Hannah thought for a moment, her eyes unfocusing. The Priestess was slightly concerned by this but seemed to be reassured by an unheard voice. Hannah’s eyes refocused and she nodded.

“Your body is that of a Divine flesh golem.” Hannah’s jaw hit the floor.